They don't care about death they just wanna make a shirt
But it's people who love you
And them the ones that really hurt
As the days go pass I can't forget about yo smile
Like damn now my nigga can't be here for his child
When you dead its forever it ain't just for awhile
It can be a quick second just a quick little bow
I told slim be a man and never let them take you out
Keep a gun and stay smart and never let them play you out
I sell clothes do videos and I'll even sell a bitch
Just a nigga from the ghetto I'm just trying to get rich
It really hurt my fuckin' heart my boy turnt into a snitch
My other one got played out he was set up by a bitch
My other one got real lucky he was hit up in his shit
That's the reason why a nigga walk around with two sticks
2 glocks 1 nigga but 2 niggas gettin' hit
2 glocks 1 nigga but 2 niggas gettin' hit
Just think about it
Gangsta with them niggas, alone you better be about it
Fake fraud funny fuck nigga don't want to be around them
Get his ass wacked in the news paper we read about it
Cancer killing everybody what we supposed do?
We surrounded by the food what we supposed to do?
Black in the ghetto no money we was born to lose
But we got to start thinking something they don't want us to do
That's some
I seen niggas switch clicks cause they couldn't hold they own
How you gone protect your wife kids and your fuckin' home
You can't
To the fake you really real but to the real you just fake
Give a nigga whole 30 like I'm tryna buy a 8th
And I'll shoot this bitch til' my hands start to ache
I'm tryna hit that nigga till his body start to shake
I seen a lot of people die
Seen a lot of people cry
But I ain't see people get rich and that's what count in my eyes
I told Nate Fuck niggas cuzzo just get money
Never let my guard down won't let em take nothin from me
Lil Chris you got a son now you really gotta live
Go crazy get bands you gotta do it for yo kid
Lo been gone for some years and I ain't seen his ass since
We ain't funking over money he don't even make sense
I got my own how the fuck you hate me over a bitch
How you mad I hate rats and that yo niggas turnt snitch
Free Troy got 50 got lied on by a bitch
And y'all still trust hoes that's a muthafuckin' trip
He kilt yo nigga load the trucks up its time to take a trip
Cop p's blue cookie bust down the whole zip
Get green but don't go out like money making Mitch
Trusting the wrong nigga you'll end up in a ditch
And these hoes don't love a nigga when they down on they dick
And these hoes don't love a nigga when they down on they dick
Foreal